They Become
The unknown becomes known
the stone now is fallen
the empty spirit from empty fresh is taken
they remain with huge holes in SUDAN
tears brush my day and shade my cry as i cut my own
it is the woman of the last year down
and the torelated pregnant pains my dear in the pan
now the body communicate my fear then.
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